Monthly Archives: October 2010

My mother isn’t really a fan of Halloween. That being said, I wasn’t brought up to celebrate it. As a child, I believe I only went trick-or-treating once or twice maybe. I think I went out as He-Man when I was 4 or 5. I had a sword and… yea that’s all I remember about it. She took me out so I wasn’t completely deprived of this childhood tradition I suppose. I can’t say that it bothers me, however. I don’t think I missed out on much. When I have children of my own, I will probably raise them the same way.

Even as a pre-teen I didn’t really celebrate Halloween in any way. I remember one year in an effort to deter me from wanting to go out, my mother had a proposal. She offered me $20 to buy candy for myself instead of going out. What? $20? Please, I took it and ran. Who buys $20 worth of candy for one person? I hopped on my bike and rode with the wind past at least 3 convenient stores to reach the one that sold penny candies. Yes, for $1 I went home with enough candy to spoil my appetite for weeks to come and I was $19 richer than I was when I woke up that morning.

I don’t care for it, but I don’t find it harmful either. I just see it as a day for children to dress up, go trick-or-treating and get free candy. A day for adults to dress up, go partying and get free liquor. As long as you aren’t dressing up as the devil nor are you attending any cult meetings, it’s no biggie. Just something to do one night a year.

Before I go, I want to share a quick conversation between a co-worker and myself.
Vic: What are you going to be for Halloween?
Female Co-worker: A tampon.

“For the love of money
People will steal from their mother
For the love of money
People will rob their own brother
For the love of money
People can’t even walk the street
Because they never know who in the world they’re gonna beat
For that lean, mean, mean green
Almighty dollar, money” – The O’Jays

Believe me, I’m all for making money. That is why I work hard for it. How else would I deal with my monthly bank-account-pick-pocketers? Money doesn’t rule my life, however, it certainly is a necessity. Without it I would not be able to feed myself and my 12 kids. In any event, there’s just certain things I couldn’t do.*Continue reading →

The heat is unbearable. It is another hot day per usual, but I feel cold inside. I am cold because I know that a bitch named Death is waiting for me only miles away, perhaps even closer. A conniving and treacherous bitch she is, but I am not meant to meet her. Other than the sounds of the spinning blades and overworked engine, I am crowded by silence. Emptiness sits on my lap. I look around at the faces of the men around me, similar thoughts tickle their brains. I do what my mother has taught me to do at times like this, I put my head down and talk to my Father.Continue reading →